Fanny, You Trollope!

No, you read that right.

Fanny Trollope was a 19th century English woman who wrote The Domestic Manners of Americans. She also wrote several other books, but I’m not overly interested in those ones. I’m only interested in this one. And only because I have to read it and write a paper on it for my history class.

I’ve known about this paper for several weeks now… one could say “months”, but one would rather say “weeks” so’s not to sound like such a slacker. And instead of going ahead and reading the damn book, and getting started on the paper, I sorta put it off.

I say sorta because it sounds better than saying I totally didn’t read the book and am only now getting around to it and the paper is due next week.

Not that I haven’t had good reasons. But the foremost reason is hey, let’s face it. I read fast. I mean, faster than most everyone I know (with the exception of my English prof, who reads faster than anyone I have ever met). So there was some arrogance in that I knew I could read the whole book in about a day, given that I had a day to sit and read it. Which these days… yeah. Not so much. Only I wasn’t thinking about that little factoid; instead, I was thinking… I could totally read that in a day, no worries! I’ll read it when I read it; no worries!

And this is the part where I yell, WHEN WILL I LEARN?

Ok, I’m not completely freaking out about this (yet), as I still have a week to read it and write the paper. The good news is that I did in fact start the book and have made excellent headway. I’m more than halfway through. I will finish it tomorrow. And start on the paper this weekend.

The bad news; I have another paper to write, due this Wednesday. I also have two math assignments waiting in the wings for me to finish, as well as studying for the test, also this Wednesday. And I have to get ready for the next speech in my public speaking class, but I still have a few weeks to prep for that.

AND I need to get started on my ten page research paper that is my final for my English class. There can be no slacking on that one. Huge portion of my grade and all that. No pressure, right? Nope. None.

Plus all the regular history stuff I have to do for that class. Of which I have not done yet. Which needs to be done by tomorrow.

Yeah. And I here I am, doing what? Ha! Guess I haven’t learned yet.

Peace, yo.